This morning when we left the house, dutifully bundled in scarves and hats and big winter coats, the temperature was 16 degrees.
When I got to the block where my office is, there were five police cars and three ambulances. And there was a man lying on the ground in the street, being strapped into a neck brace. I think it was a pedestrian hit by a car.
So seeing how his day got started (yikes!), I will not complain about the weather.
Not one bit.
But I will still wish for warmer days ahead.
They’re just not happening this week as we bear down on temperatures in the teens and a bunch of snow forecasted for Friday.
So yay.
How about a restaurant review that the kids and I visited last Spring break?
You know, when it was warmer?
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